My imitation of our billionaire boss had everyone laughing. Wellā¦almost everyone. Worst. Butt-dial. Ever!
Some faceless international billionaire owns the company where I work. They say heās a notorious rake. A jet-set bad boy.
Andā¦oops! I may have imitated him after a company wide conference callā¦which he heard, thanks to an unfortunate butt-dial.
Eep!
Apparently heās been asking about the identity of the jokester, but Iām not worried; my co-workers will never tellāweāre a loyal family.
The furor dies down after a few weeks. Thank goodness, because I have my hands full with this lazy, arrogant new office gopher.
He has the worst work ethic Iāve ever seenāhow did he even get hired? Heās nosy about the butt-dial, and he has the office skills of a rabbit. Itās as if heās never held a job in his life.
Heās also wickedly sexy, but thereās no way Iām ever kissing him again. I like respectable men with a work ethic, thank you very much.
Also, I canāt shake the feeling that heās hiding something.